What Does It Look Like?

They run to save this broken earth,
They hide behind the setting sun,
They gave the stars their light,
They lived longer than anyone should,
They pulled up islands,
They hooked the moon,
They gave the people all the wanted,
With the worlds weight all on their shoulders.
But you'll just find them above the horizon,
singing a sweet song,
leading you to the ocean,
until you fall in,
sinking down,
yelling for help,
until you land there
In their own kingdom.